martes, 18 de agosto de 2009

You've got to pick up the pieces C'mon, sort your trashYou better pull yourself back together Maybe you've got too much cashBetter call, call the law When you gonna turn yourself in? YeahYou're a politician Don't become one of Hitler's children

Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of teaAs I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered meDrank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policyPick up the pieces

Shouldn't wish you happiness, wish her the very best Fifty thousand dollar dressShaking hands with your highness See through you like cellophaneYou watch the world complain, but you do it anyway Who am I, am I to say

Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of teaAs I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered meDrank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policyPick up the pieces